forum Romance Roleplay (Closed O/O)

Started March 02, 2020 by @Rainy_day_artist_classic group

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"Shhh…. shh, I know…" Melissa whispered, kissing his forehead. "I'm sure they'll understand. And maybe even impressed that you got so much done." She continued to whisper, playing with his hair some.

"Mmmm… but it's not all done…" He whispered weakly. "They'll be mad at me because I failed… I'm a failure, Mel… I failed them, I… I failed everyone… I c-can't do it… I can't make them happy…"

"You didn't fail them, Lucas. You didn't fail anyone." Melissa insisted, pulling him closer to herself. "And you're not going to. I'll help you, and you won't fail. I promise."

"I failed my mom…" Lucas whispered in reply. "I failed Claus… I… I-I failed my dad too… I should've been doing more to try and fix it, b-but I… I didn't, and… and now they're g-gone…"

"Lucas, come on, you know you're not in control of that kind of stuff," Melissa whispered, with a soft sigh. "You did all you were mentally capable of. There was nothing else for you to do."

"I should've talked to them more, though…" Lucas choked on his words and hiccuped a few times. "I-I should've talked to Claus more and… and maybe I could've s-stopped him…"

Melissa kept quiet for a minute or so, gently running her thumb over his cheek. "Lu… I- I know it's hard, but you can't blame yourself for what he did. That… that was his choice. You didn't have anything to do with it." She mumbled, tipping his chin to look up at her. "Maybe you should have talked to him more, but how sure are you that it would have made a difference? Maybe… maybe it wouldn't have done anything at all."

Fresh tears rolled down Lucas's cheeks, and he looked up at Melissa weakly. His gaze was dull and broken, and it seemed like he could hardly even see Melissa. "I should've known something was up with him…" He whispered. "He was my twin brother. We… w-we did everything together, and yet I was so caught up in my own shit that I forgot he was going through it too, and… and Claus wasn't used to feeling alone like I was. He wasn't used to not having warmth to surround himself with… it was cold for both of us, but… but Claus froze… he couldn't handle it, a-and I should've known that he couldn't. I should've done more to help him, and then maybe… he'd still be here…"

"Lucas, please… it's not your fault." Melissa insisted, keeping his chin tipped up a little. "You were still trying to figure yourself out, you couldn't help two people at one time. And- well, did he ever bother to talk to you? I mean, maybe you should have, but did he ever? It… it doesn't seem fair to put this all on yourself." She insisted, her voice shaky as she spoke.

"W-Well, no, but… he was struggling more than me, wasn't he? I mean, sure, I wanted to kill myself too, but I… I wouldn't have actually done it… I'm sure he was preoccupied…" Lucas fidgeted uncomfortably with his hands and looked away. "And dad was getting abusive at that point, and… I'm sure he was stressed about that too, even though dad usually targeted me…"

Melissa let out a soft sigh, resting her chin on his shoulder. She was running on fumes trying to help him, feeling like this was going absolutely nowhere. "Lucas, it isn't your fault Claus died. You were both under a lot of stress and were dealing with so much crap after your mom died. He just… he took drastic measures instead of trying to keep pushing through. It was his decision. Not yours."

Lucas coughed weakly and huddled closer to Melissa. "B-But it feels like my fault… and… a-and I'm not quite sure how to feel about it, or what to do about it… isn't my therapist supposed to help with this…?"

Melissa let her body go numb as he huddled up against her. With little effort, quietly she rubbed his arm as she kissed his forehead. "I don't really know how to tell you to feel, so I'm no help there… but you're probably right about the therapist. Have you tried telling them any of this?" She asked quietly, keeping her arms loosely around him.

"No, it hasn't come up…" Lucas sighed softly. "I mean, he knows that everyone's gone, but he doesn't know exactly how I feel about… everything." He curled up a bit tighter. "I've only had a couple sessions with this particular one… the other one I was seeing was at the hospital and I don't wanna go back there, so…"

Melissa nodded a little, resting her head against his. "Yeah… makes sense. Maybe you should tell him when you see him at your next session. I think it might be tomorrow, I dunno…" She mumbled, gently kissing his cheek. "But for the time being, what can I do for you? I- I'm really not sure what I should do to help…"

"Mmmm… I dunno, Mel… I dunno…" Lucas sighed, seeming to relax a little bit after a while. "I'm sorry, Mel… I'm sorry you gotta deal with me, and with all of this…"

Melissa was still rubbing his shoulders, her head laying against his. "Mm… don't be sorry. I'm fine with it. I want to help you…" She mumbled as she nuzzled against him. "Just tell me If you think of anything I can do to help."

"Okay…" It took a long time, but Lucas was eventually pretty limp in Melissa's arms. He was still awake, but he seemed drained from crying so much, and he was very pale. His hair was still a bit unkempt, and he honestly just didn't look well.

When Melissa felt the weight shift, she picked her head up to look at him. Gently she started playing with his hair again, speaking in a soft tone. "Do you want to sleep? You look like you need it…" She mumbled before kissing his forehead gently.

"I shouldn't keep sleeping in the middle of the day…" Lucas replied weakly, his voice slightly raspy and hoarse. "It's throwing off my sleep schedule enough as is…"

“I guess so… I just- I feel bad. You look so tired…” Melissa mumbled, resting her head on his shoulder. She gently kissed his cheek, still trying to be gentle with him. “I- I don’t know what to do to help.”

"I don't know either, Mel, but I know you shouldn't feel bad… it's not your fault…" Lucas sighed softly, closing his eyes. "I'll figure it out eventually…"

"You don't have to deal with this alone, Lucas… I'm here for you." Melissa whispered, tucking his head under her chin. "C'mon, you can talk to me…"

"I already talked, didn't I? There's not much else to say…" Lucas sighed again. "I'm unstable and you know that, and I don't know how you or anyone else could really help that right at this moment."

Melissa fell quiet, glancing down towards her hands. She started fidgeting as she nodded her head some. “Right…”

Lucas yawned a bit, keeping his eyes closed for the time being. "I'm sorry, Mel… m'sorry…" He mumbled.

"Don't be sorry… you didn't do anything wrong," Melissa mumbled, curling up against him. "I love you a lot. More than I can probably tell you. I really want to be able to help you…"

"I know, Mel… I know you do…" Lucas rested his head back on Melissa's shoulder. "W-We'll get through this…"

"Hopefully…" Melissa whispered, hesitantly taking his hand in her own. She kept quiet as she held on to his hand, chewing on her lower lip at the silence.

"Mm…" Lucas gripped Melissa's hand tightly and hid his face, trying to relax a bit more. "We'll be okay…"